Richardson and Daughter

March of The Pigs

Well, the week is coming to a close and the weekend seems to be shaping up to be in good order.

I said that i'd have to pop out and buy a few eggs from the chap with the smallholding so i can have a lovely plate of scrambled eggs for my tea tonight.

Whilst up there i thought i'd take a snap or two of the pig that lives in a different part of the field, it seems a quiet, benevolent,inquisitive soul that drifts from its pen to various parts of the field,as it's area drifts onto the public footpath there is fencing for mutual comfort.

It was only when i'd taken a few photos of the approaching porker that i noted that although the posts were up and secure, there didn't seem to be any fencing between them....